Jan 2014
It's always
the end of the world
with you,
there's never
any middle ground,
concessions are unknown,
as if the chickens
flew the coop
for the last time &
aren't coming back
to feed the foxes
in your hen house.
the end of the world
with you,
there's never
any middle ground,
concessions are unknown,
as if the chickens
flew the coop
for the last time &
aren't coming back
to feed the foxes
in your hen house.
We create our own dire states. Is anything ever as bad as it seems? Could things be worse? How can we make things better? It seems we ponder these things daily.
